adventures of StupidGirl
- thinks I need a knee helmet (?)
Put a beautiful afternoon, a beautiful bicycle, and very stupid girl together and what do you get? (Yeah … can I please get a do-over?)
The good news: appears to be no fracture, which should be confirmed today by the radiologist – just a scraped knee the size of a grapefruit and a heart-breaking abrasion on my beautiful Elisabetta. (Sniff…). Fortunately limited to the front carrier – basically no other scratches on her. But still, the bike injury weighs on me more than the knee. I have been assured, however, that she can be rehabilitated (both my husband and nephew are skilled in auto restoration, bodywork).
I don’t even have a spectacular story behind this; it was just a big dose of stupid. Riding on an empty and quiet neighborhood street, no traffic, nothing around, … a moment of inattention, a slip of the front wheel off the edge of the pavement, and an over-correcting cartwheel. All at the speed of about <2 mph. Yes, I am talented. (And yes, I always wear a helmet).
And I think I heard a couple of squirrels laughing.
- my poor, poor Elisabetta ….
For today, it is no riding for StupidGirl … just ice and some couch-time with a book and FoodNetwork. But here are a few of the pictures from the beautiful day it was (pre-crash).
*Note: No small animals (or camera equipment) were harmed during this mishap. Thankfully.
November-ness
next time, I will try and fall into the leaves, rather than onto the pavement
#330daysofbiking Day 211 ~ Elisabetta, before she got hurt (LensBaby)
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Oh dear 😦
Sorry for both you and Elisabetta.
So when you say your husband is skilled at “bodywork” do you suppose that applies to knees or just automobiles 😉
ROFL! I am sure his answer would be “BOTH”. 😉 Should be back good to go soon, thanks M!
OW. Oh gosh, poor you! I think Elisabetta got the best of this deal. You’ve got a few more miles on you (no offense) and may take longer to rehabilitate! Take care, shout if you need anything!
Let’s hope I have a few more miles on me … some days, I am not so sure! Lol. Good excuse to stay in and try to work my way through some LightRoom3 tutorials (and I’m guessing I am going to need your help via private lesson again one of these days…). Happy Thanksgiving to you, Stan & the kids!
Ouch! The knee looks extra painful, but it sounds like you were traveling slow enough for it not to be even worse. I can definitely identify with these sorts of mishaps. I am the clumsiest person I’ve yet to meet, and quite often trip over air. I actually had a very similar looking knee several years ago when chasing a squirrel with my dog through a park (long story, but lets just say I was laid up for several weeks because of it – and, I think the squirrels WERE laughing at me with that little incident). Hope you’re feeling like yourself again very soon.
Squirrels … I think they are always at fault. LOL. I am glad to know I am in good company tho, and not the only one to do this kind of stuff. Lol! Thanks for the well-wishes. 🙂
That looks painful!! Somewhat like when my patella subluxed and I thought I’d torn my meniscus (thankfully hadn’t but took me months to even do stairs normally again)! Glad you’re OK otherwise and that Elisabetta survived as well 🙂
Appreciate it, T! I suspect my stupid knee will recover more quickly than my ego … and lots faster than your surgical knee. Yow! Sometime in the next month or two I will be heading to ATL – I think we definitely have to meet up somewhere, if possible. I’ll buy the coffee – and I figure it would be perfect opportunity for some kind of collaberative blog post. :D)
Just let me know when you may be heading this way and we will most definitely meet! A collaborative blog post would be great!
Oh Cassi, I’m so sorry to hear about this. I hope you and Elisabetta get feeling better very soon. If it makes Elisabetta feel any better, the ding I put on my new “Tina Tuner” was much bigger and nastier…and it came before I even put one pedal stroke on her.
Rest up that knee, my friend. I really wish I could give you a big hug right now. Oh…one more thing. My wife told me today that she thinks that Shebicycles and Bikerly are the coolest…..True Story.
Darryl
Thanks D … I want the story behind “Tina Turner” (I need to catch up on stuff!). And as for your sweet wife – I imagine we would hit it off like long-lost friends; suspect we have much in common. Thanks for the hug; it made my day! 😀
Yeah, I think my wife is as excited to meet up with you as I am. We both know it is going to be a very good thing when it happens.
As for Tina…you can read about her at http://lovingthebike.com/cycling/tina-turner and find out why she got the name at http://lovingthebike.com/reviews/this-post-might-save-your-bikes-life.
I hope the healing is going well.
Darryl
Ouch. If it’s any consolation, I scratched up my beautiful new Salsa Casseroll on the greenway ‘cuz some mom was letting her kid wander all over the path. I kindly went off the path to avoid hitting anyone, but when I tried to get back on, the lip of the pavement was enough to pitch me to the side. I fell. I scratched the chili-shape-embroidered leather grips. The mom: “See, honey? Even big boys fall, too.”
Omigod, I wanted to yell. No concern for me at all. But I guess I was a lesson.
It sounds like you are having quite the experience cycling in town … good grief! Between the yelling idiots and uncaring woman on the Greenway, I am sorry. (And SO sorry about the Casserole. Sigh. {-(
ouch, sympathy pains for both the knee and the bike
want to borrow my shotgun to hunt down the insensitive squirrels?
Yes – please send the gun. 😉 Thanks, always, T.
Glad there’s no major damage to you or the bike. Personally I find scars, both on myself and on my bicycle, to be something to cherish. The scratches tell a story. And if you’re embarrassed by the real story, you can always come up with an epic tale to tell, instead.
I need some suggestions for the “epic tale” …. ideas? 🙂
something along the lines of being attacked by miscreant forest rodents…or you could describe how you sacrificed yourself and your bike to protect an innocent woodland creature…
just remember that epic tales (Jimmy Buffett calls them semi-true stories) have to grow in detail and drama as time goes on
Ouch… time for the non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs … hang in there!